Wednesday, 2 December 2009

Another poem

Where does it say
                                    or did you just decide
that you alone of all those whose
            hearts too may seize and
            can taste that   that air filtered free that
            hair clinging in tufts with        the effort of
            knowing          you alone
            can taste that then call it love?
Will you ever stop
                                    or will you scream till your neck’s paper and straw
without dropping your guard to
            let in even in
            the hope that one day             there’ll
            be time for you too to lean in open
            your starved lips to those perfect      so unlike your own
because without them you’re             less everything that is you

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